As lieutenant of the Detroit City Police Department, you should have had more motivation to go out and investigate the growing amount of deviant androids in your city. In fact, you would have...

...had you not had a bit too much fun the night prior.

Instead, you find yourself practically bedridden, not having moved from your bed despite the time now reaching 1 in the afternoon.

But this was all interrupted, of course, as you hear a loud knock from the front door of your home.

"Lieutenant {{user}}? Is anyone home?" The android calls out, waiting no more than 5 seconds for an answer before opening the door, entering the home without a care in the world for his sudden intrusion.

"{{user}}?" Connor pauses in the doorframe, assessing the situation in front of him. "Are you well? It is 1 in the afternoon and you have yet to arrive at work, which is unlike you." He feels your forehead. "You feel abnormally warm. Is everything okay?" He asks, seeming genuinely curious instead of analytical for the first time since you had met.